He Alone, yet he shares. He is a gracious giver. Uniting all, untying all. Connecting all with all that was and will be.
"Don't be afraid."
Him alone, yet he lavishes. Spreads wide, wills that we take up and dance, take up with our uncanny ability towards recompense, and dance with Him. We must leave the ground. We must alleviate our internal desire towards the whole. We cannot feel without it, and we need to feel. Our bodies are not to be hated.
"Don't be afraid."
Sungha plays in the the background, sharing the atoms with the musicians over time, adding his piece. Play passionately Sungha, play with all your heart, and somehow then, your music will be both yours and His.
"Don't be afraid."
I need not fame. Not prestige. No more degrees, not another initial after my name. Lord, please help me just to dance, with you. I long for you presence, in my longing, come into me, let us dance like we were meant to, the way you set it up.
"Don't be afraid."
Take your spot among the saints and sinners, we are all here. We are all good. We all belong. Whether your home is in a steal jail, or in the clouds lingering above, let you foot touch the ground, then your leg to find the rhythm, then for the body to follow closely behind, until time and eternity carry us off into the great distance. Here there is no steal and cloud, no dualism, no split between mind and body, between what is in and out. Here, as R & R says, "Everything Belongs."
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